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[ She is not going to whine. She is not going to whine. ... and she doesn't, but only because she bit her lip hard to stifle it. ]

Do your worst.

[ Shimmies down the waistband of her shorts, revealing bare skin and feathers. ]

[He will shift off her back and move to sit on the back of her legs. TIME. TO PREEN THIS TAIL.]

[Carefully and respectfully, but he's gonna make it look nice, he's been doing RESEARCH and practiced on her WINGS.]

[ He can be as respectful as he wants, that is her tail and it is ridiculously sensitive. She's trying. She's trying so hard to be normal about this, to not let it get to her. It is only working so well. Sorry about the whines and the wiggles and the churring, she is Trying. ]

oh my god. ohh. oh my god, fuck, oh my god, ohmygod -

B-By the, oh fuck, by the way, Dokkun. I've been th, thinking. A lot. About something.

...is it a conversation that you can safely talk about with my fingers in your tail, because I think you're going to be on a hair trigger after this.

[He's just saying.]

[Because boy]

[BOY ARE THOSE SOME NOISES.]

[ THEY SURE ARE ]

[ NOISES ]

S-Sorry. Safe for me, yes.

Safe for you ... maybe debatable.

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